FALSE NEGATIVES Last November I felt totally out-of-it when I noticed my reflection in the bathroom mirror; a veil of darkness had washed over my face. Eye sockets were black, and not just the usual dark circles I inherited from my beautiful mother in heaven. Tear ducts, upper and lower eyelids, the entire orbital area of my eyes - black holes of death. In the middle of the night, as if it were the witching hour, I stood there staring, searching for signs of life. photography by Nathan Ham, Nathan Ham Photography art direction, make-up and costume by Jean Doherty Trupp
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